anything for you ! 💗

anything for you | jjk oneshot

Jeon Jungkook is a confident man, comfortable with his sexuality and not afraid to look a little less than manly sometimes. With a full sleeve of tattoos and enough piercings to make a conservative mother faint, he's definitely painted himself as the bad boy type.
But despite his closet of black and greys, Jungkook couldn't be any more of a soft boy for you.

The two of you had met in college. He was the stereotypical frat boy who partied more than he studied yet still managed to get good grades, and you were the pretty girl who sat next to him in Psychology and didn't pay him any mind. Something about you had him hooked, and after weeks of pining and borderline cheesy romantic gestures, you finally let him take you out on a date. He'd shown up at your door with a bouquet of roses, and with the smile that graced your face that night- it didn't take long for him to know you were the one. Ever since then, you've had him wrapped around your pretty little finger.

Jungkook had come home from a long day at work, ready to just collapse onto the bed and fall asleep with you in his arms, but from the moment he toed his shoes off and saw you on the couch, a twinkle in your eyes, he knew you were up to something. He eyed you carefully as he walked to the couch, leaning down to give you a quick kiss before he sat beside you. You hop up, padding off to the kitchen to heat up some dinner for your boyfriend- having already eaten earlier when Jungkook messaged you to eat without him since he'd be home late, threatening to fill your house in Minecraft with cows if you didn't.

"Thank you baby," He smiled when you returned to the living room with a plate of chicken stir-fry and handed it to him with a kiss on the cheek.

You sat beside him on the couch, legs tucked underneath you as you patiently waited for him to finish his food. Jungkook lasts about five minutes before your silent anticipation starts to drown him.

"What is it?" he asked dully. His eyes rolled when you gave a surprised hum and pretended like you didn't know what he was asking and Jungkook flicked your forehead lightly.

"Out with it, pretty girl."

Pet names didn't always give you butterflies like they did to most people, but Jungkook had a habit of taking the things that didn't phase you, and turn them into things that had you smitten.

You had always disliked the idea of being serenaded, thought the idea of someone coming to your balcony and singing you a song on their guitar was stupid- but when Jungkook showed up at your door playing a rendition of Queen's Love of my Life, you burst out crying within the first verse.

With time, the pet names started to grow on you. Your personal favourite was pretty girl, along with the occasional groan that accompanied it when you were bouncing on his cock.

"y/n?" You were brought out of your quickly dirtying thoughts by Jungkook's soft voice. "Oh," you said, ears burning.

"I was just wondering if you'd want to do my skincare with me." The idea had come to you when you were in the shower this morning, and you had been excited to ask him about it all day. You decided to wait till he got home from work so that if he said no you could guilt him with your sad face.

Jungkook stared at the hopeful spark in your eye. Despite you trying to keep your face calm and unbothered, Jungkook could tell you really wanted this.. and even if he was exhausted, he wasn't about to let you go to sleep disappointed, or worse, upset.

"Sure baby," A smile tugged at his lips when your face lit up before you paused and leveled him with a skeptical look. "You're not just saying yes so I won't get mad at you, right?"

"Course not, sunshine. Put that shit all on my face." Jungkook grinned, patting your cheek. His heart undeniably swelled at the enormous smile that erupted on your face.

And that was how Jungkook found himself in this odd predicament- your legs on either side of his waist as you straddled his lap, a pair of tweezers in your hands as you plucked to your heart's content.

"Fuck!" Jungkook exclaims for the umpteenth time. You were plucking his eyebrows and he was not taking it well, hands gripping your waist hard enough to bruise.

"For someone with a million tattoos and piercings, you sure are acting like a little bitch." You tease, taking the moment Jungkook glares at you to pluck another hair out, which earns you another curse.

You can't help the laugh thay escapes you when you see Jungkook's eyes start to tear up. You lean down and pepper his face with kisses before deciding he'd suffered enough.

Jungkook watches with equal parts adoration and horror as you take out more tubes and bits and pieces from the pile of skincare products you'd run into your bedroom to get just half an hour earlier. He lets you rub some creams and serums onto his skin, not having a single clue what they do. His heart smiles as you animatedly explain each products purpose when he asks.

Five minutes later Jungkook has a pink bunny headband on his head, keeping his hair out the way while you apply a face mask onto his face. He shivers beneath you and mutters about how it's 'so fucking cold', making you roll your eyes. As much as he pretends to hate it, you can tell by the way his thumb carresses your hip as he holds your waist with his hands, that Jungkook wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

Once you apply your own, you lean back against the couch and take his hand in yours and pass the time watching the random rom-com playing on TV.

"Thank you for doing this with me," You smile, truly appreciative of your boyfriend who indulges all of your shinanegins. Jungkook gazes down at you with a loving smile before leaning down to peck your lips, careful of the face mask.

"Anything for my girl,"